Okay. I read The Family Upstairs  by Lisa Jewell in one day – not because it was particularly good, however, just because it was somewhat engaging and a fast read. It’s what I call “Mystery-Lite” – somewhat like popcorn or sugar – after eating it, you don’t feel particularly nourished. Empty calories. Apologies if some of you are Lisa Jewell fans. The premise is an interesting one and Jewell is good at writing from the point-of-view of multiple characters, but, in the end, it was fluff.

So, I’m moving on to the Lee Child – Blue Moon. I’ll take that with me to Hartford today.

Speaking of Hartford, the wind chill is in the teens right now. Oh joy.

So, I’m packing up my stuff (even for one night, it’s crazy what I need to pack!) and making lists. The one good thing about this, besides actually being employed, is that today’s driving weather is not snow, ice, fog, or rain, all of which I’ve dealt with during my two previous trips to Hartford. So I’m very grateful for that!

It’s Valentine’s Day and I was able to wish my husband a Happy Valentine’s Day this morning, even though we won’t be together tonight. Don spoke the truth this morning, “Actually, every day is Valentine’s Day here.” He’s right. I have mixed feelings about this day because there’s so much pressure involved. I was single for many years and even though I was happily single and uninvolved by choice, I still felt that pressure to have a Valentine of some sort. And that’s ridiculous. As you know, I tend to avoid what I call Hallmark holidays. Tell your mom you love her every day not just on Mother’s Day. Same for your dad on Father’s Day. Same for your loved ones, your partner, your mate – tell them you love them every day. I can only speak for us, but we say it several times a day, every day.

I’m not going to post tomorrow, as I don’t want to take my laptop for this short visit. And I have to spend the morning tomorrow writing up notes for the actors. I’ll be back home later in the day on Saturday and I’ll post again on Sunday.

Happy Friday.